March 31, 2008

I see so many big dogs in the city that are obviously built to run but who've had to adjust their gait to the trudge of the human. (Even the tiniest dogs, unleashed, take off and run, far outpacing their owners.) But what can you do? You walk at the speed you walk, and the dog is lucky to be loved by you. What bothers me is all the clothing. Like this:

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We left the door open to the shop yesterday to entice people in, and every single and I mean every single dog that walked by on Court St had a sweater on. Some of the dogs were better dressed than the kids that the parents also had in a leash in the other hand. People are freakin strange.

I have a little cairn terrior mutt and she's about the gentlest dog I've ever seen. But she can't go very far on a walk, and not for lack of exercise. After a half mile at a liesurely pace she's ready to stop.

I wish I had a coursing dog so that the time I spend walking the dog every night can help me keep my running condition. But you get the dog you married into, not the one you want.

Skyler, get a Dalmatian. I had one when I was in shape, and all she wanted to do is run. Man it was unbelievable. Plus snap at little kids who thought she was a cartoon and tried to poke at her to get a reaction.

"Why on God's Green Earth would you bother to clothe a dog on a day above freezing? New Yorkers just have zero common sense."

It's a fashion statement dude that the liberals compete with each other to have the smallest dog with the fanciest clothes. Normal people don't dress up the dog, and they usually walk em at night after work or early, early in the am not during the day.

Theres a whole subculture that adopts greyhounds that can't race anymore so they won't be destroyed. A very admirable thing.Of course no one wants to adopt any of the nags I bet on, they should be on a one way ticket to the glue factory.

Madison Man, you have no idea. The pretentious people usually have two fashion statements, an adopted greyhound and an adopted Chinese Baby! I kid you not. Although there has been a run on African babies lately ever since Madonna and Angelina made them fashionable. People are freakin' strange.

Greyhounds have low body fat and get easily chilled. I don't undertsand people who bundle up to the eyeballs before stepping out from a warm house into the cold NOT putting appropriate covering on their short-haired dogs when taking them out for a walk in cold weather. I once saw a nitwit twit commanding his short-haired, bare underside dog to lay down on a frozen sidewalk while he went to the store. Moron!I would gladly have seen his genitals frozen to the pavement.

I'm not a huge fan of "accessory dogs" nor do I like the cutesy clothes that women and homosexuals often like to put onto them. But some dogs do need that protection if it's cold, such as greyhounds who have almost no body fat and a negligible natural coat. My mother's boston terrier will shiver if it's taken out to walk or do its business in the cold without a coat. It actually likes to put on the coat. On a short-furred dog in the cold, the coat is absolutely acceptable (within the limits of taste of course). Clothes of any other kind on dogs, or on long-haired breeds is unacceptable.

The dog's thinking, "Thank God this guy got me out of the race track business. Chasing that stupid mechanical rabbit was insane"

The dog is heeling nicely. They're probably on the way to the dog park where it'll be able to cut loose. Otherwise, large dogs especially are surprisingly lazy.

My Belgians liked to run. They could always be trusted to keep an eye on me, and very responsive to return calls. They weren't about to let themselves get abandoned. Their timing was impeccable. They could cut a large loop and with no voice command from me at all time it so they appeared at the car door the exact moment it opened.

The other dogs still often wear the Prussian officers' uniforms or elaborate bustled skirts that they took from the closets of the humans in Rankstadt ten years ago. They are proud to have stolen the clothes of their oppressors; they don't realize how ridiculous they look walking around New York. They know that they are monsters, but I believe they do not really understand what that means to humans. They live like famous people, keeping away from the crowds and employing others to do their shopping, occasionally appearing on talk shows or writing autobiographies, and they are well received by fascinated audiences. But they aren't aware of the mixture of amusement and revulsion people feel at the sight of Pinschers and Rottweilers stepping from a limousine, dressed like nineteenth-century Prussians, with their monocles and parasols. They look like ugly parodies of humans, and their biographies read like social satire. They will never be seen as anything but caricatures of human beings. There is no place for monsters in this world. That is why I prefer not to live with them.

Only the E. collar is 100% effective. The restricting collar can be gotten around if she lies down and curves her body right. The sweatshirt gets a two-foot-long cut made in it with rear teeth, starting at the collar and ending at the wound, if she's left alone with it and is bored enough.

They tend to draw so much attention anyway and plus they are always hot.

All the other dogs in my building to have jackets. The two pugs weare little pink and blue nylon jackets; the the two Shih Tzu's wear cute little LL Bean jackets and the queens with the mutt have a Burberry (traitional brown plaid) on their dog.

I don't even notice anymore because everyone seems to wear them-except my rare clumbers whose beauty would be covered up by the clothes.

The dachshund is our first small dog, and our first short-haired dog. We had a rare snow here in Louisiana on its first Christmas (2004) and the next fall, were spending some evacuation time up north, where it got really, really cold. Both winters, I thought it would be good to protect the wee thing with a little sweater. Both times, after I put it on him, he bit me and went into a whirling dervish dance, during which he removed the sweater. His answer to snow was to run out, do his business, run in and burrow under a nice blanket. But no sweaters -- he's not a metrosexual weenie dog.

Our bigger, mixed breed has a thick undercoat and he spent the winter happily bounding in and out of snow drifts.

Ah duh, let's not assume the worst or judge something as ridiculous without all the facts. Fact is that greyhounds as a breed have little or no body fat therefore are very susceptable to the cold in more northern climates. That is the reason for the coat, not a fashion statement but warmth for an animal that was likely rescued from a racetrack. So before you think it is some pathetic poodle like bow, get the facts and don't assume the "stupid", it just backfires a bit eh?!